After breakfast, the number of pedestrians on the road gradually increased, and various shouts and shouts began to be heard. The gathering officially started, and many stalls were set up one after another opposite and behind Ling Xiaowei.
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There are also many clothes sellers, adults and children's clothes, with various styles. There is a store selling children's clothes opposite her. There are many kinds, but the styles are more popular in this era, wide and wide.
The jacket type has no sense of design and can only be regarded as a warm jacket. Moreover, it seems that these are made at home and are not imported goods.
She used to wear something like this. She used to be so happy that she couldn't sleep all night because of such a dress. Before the Chinese New Year this year, her clothes were all patched. If her father hadn't made her clothes, she wouldn't be able to sleep.
Maybe he's still wearing patched clothes.
"Ling Xiaowei, look at how many clothes there are! Clothes like that are easier to sell!" Qiao Qiaodan looked at the clothes opposite and then looked at Ling Xiaowei's clothes. They were few and the style was strange.
She had never seen anyone wearing such clothes.
It looks pretty good when you see it, but it looks weird when you wear it.
Ling Xiaowei, who was originally very confident, received a big blow to her self-confidence after hearing Qiaodandan's words.
No, we can't give up before we even start. "It's not about having too many clothes. What I sell is high-quality products. Every piece here is carefully made by my father." Of course, there are also her careful designs.
"Hey, let's take a look at the children's clothes. The quality is good. The boss can wear the second child after wearing it. Take a look!" shouted a middle-aged woman opposite. In addition to selling clothes, she also sells cloth. Sewing machines have been moved here.
, sewing on site.
This operation is awesome!
Ling Xiaowei, Qiao Qiaodan and Jiang Haidong, the three of them looked blankly at the clothes shop across the street like idiots.
Compared with the big scene of the other party, the few clothes they hung were simply insignificant and weak!
Suddenly he wanted to leave and felt so embarrassed! Jiang Haidong lowered his head, he was a boy and he wanted to save face!
Ling Xiaowei suddenly took a deep breath, then raised her voice and shouted: "Don't miss it if you pass by, Weiwei children's clothing is worth owning."
Qiao Qiaodan and Jiang Haidong looked at Ling Xiaowei together, showing admiration in their eyes.
"Shout together, our goal today is to sell these ten pieces of clothing, and when they are sold out, we will have crabapple cakes to eat!" Ling Xiaowei said to Qiao Qiaodan and Jiang Haidong.
Having a goal brings motivation, Qiao Qiaodan and Jiang Haidong also joined the hawking camp.
The proprietress opposite saw Ling Xiaowei and the others were also shouting, so she also shouted at the top of her lungs. The two families seemed to be at loggerheads, each shouting louder than the other.
After shouting for a while, everyone was tired. The lady boss across the street stood with her arms crossed and stared angrily. Then when she saw that the other party only had ten pieces of clothing, she was dumbfounded. She was really stupid, competing with several children.
The landlady no longer peddled, but business started coming across the street. Several middle-aged women came to the stall opposite to inquire about clothes.
"Ling Xiaowei, we're here for business!" Qiao Qiaodan pointed to the opposite side and said anxiously.
"Don't worry, someone must buy our clothes." Ling Xiaowei looked at her clothes. These clothes are fashionable and will definitely attract people who know the goods.
Ling Xiaowei's self-confidence was gradually disintegrated after two hours! How could this happen? Two hours had passed, but no one came to her stall to ask about clothes.
These clothes are obviously very good-looking, how come no one buys them?
There was a circle of people gathered in front of the stall opposite, and there were many items made to order on the spot.
"Xiaowei, why don't you ask your father to sell clothes like that next time? Look how good the clothes are selling over there!" Qiao Qiaodan has been observing the other side. She roughly calculated that 20 clothes have been sold on the other side.
Too many pieces.
"Qiaodan Dan, don't you think my clothes look good?" Ling Xiaowei asked seriously.
"It's not that it doesn't look good, it's just that it's too strange. People in our school and this town seem to have seen people wearing clothes like yours. Is this considered unique?" Qiaodandan actually still likes the red one.
of coat.
But she felt that it would look strange when she wore it and she probably wouldn’t look good in it! Only a skinny and white girl like Ling Xiaowei would look good in it!
After listening to Qiaodandan's words, Ling Xiaowei felt cold. Is it because the design of this dress is too futuristic and does not match the general environment?
Ling Xiaowei fell into deep self-doubt, was in a bad mood, and could not complete the task.